After an amazing time in Colorado, I hurried back east to spend a week with my family for Christmas in the quiet mountains of rural Virginia. And like most families, we are not without our traditions: we toured the neighborhood decorations, watched George Bailey and Billy Mack find the true meaning of Christmas, ate lots of fudge and cinnamon rolls, and opened one gift on Christmas Eve (new pjs of course). But we started some new ones as well: assembled a 750 piece puzzle that glows in the dark, ate breakfast with our neighbors, and fell asleep together on the couch to carols on the stereo. Next stop: Hawaii!

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